'I think there are hexes for that,' Millicent said with a laugh, winking, before nodding. Prisoner - it was why she'd had to sneak out, why she'd been glamoured, why Justin hadn't remembered her.
She smirked at Daphne's comment, again not thinking before the words were out of her mouth. 'You should be glad Miles isn't like his brother.' She frowned at the words, turning around and picking up the first blanket again, then the second one - once more forcefully pushing all thoughts of Troy out of her mind.
'You should try meeting Higgs sometime,' she then said in a lighter tone. 'He certainly knows how to treat a woman,' she said with a smirk. 'And I really can't decide, I think I'll have both of these,' she said. Why not after all, for the first time since her father died she was living rather comfortably. She could afford it.